Still Going In

[Intro] Yeah, aye, aye [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] I said they heard that I'm a boss, I gotta motherfucking prove it Freezer full a niggas, she like "Quan, you the coolest" Bitch, you watching me like a motherfucking movie I got four hoes a piece in the pool and my jacuzzi, toothless Cuz I'm spittin' like a motherfucking infant, ruthless Top gone and I'm ridin' on skinnies, Coupes Her top gone and she hidin' behind the tinted, dueces To them fuck niggas who never thought I wouldn't be shit On some G shit, MOB shit, that Louie V on me And I keep it like a free bitch, that Glock 40 on me (not you niggas) And I'm back off in the kitchen, you don't know about it The pack have 'em itching, just like poison ivy I got GPS bullets that will go and find him Name a nigga better than me, I'm a go and sign him All my niggas eye to eye, never go behind him Tell yo ho remind him, chop and screw rewind him [Verse 2: RichHomie Quan] Okay now, since it's hard to find me, binoculars see me farther In trap like a spider, my name should be Peter Parker Blowing that Mary Jane while popping them Green Goblins Dora hanging off the hinges from keeping them fiends knocking I got ounces in my jean pocket, thats how we rocking With a check like Nike I could never Rebok it If Nard ain't got no more 82, he gone have to ship it Geometric numbers call me the math mathematician I'm a add it, then subtract it, move the pack in the fastest Stretch it backwards, like elastic, dramatic Money convo I can't hear a hater How could I forget the baking soda in the refrigerator [Hook: RichHomie Quan] [x2] I'm still going in on these nigga's asses (x2) I refuse to grab a pen on these nigga's asses I got the torch now and I don't know if I'm a pass it